I don't know when I started to like stories without endings. I forgot who said it: no one knows the ending until death. Yes, no one can know the ending until death. A person's happiness is when he looks back on the past, and after smiling slightly, he sleeps so safe and sound, so natural and peaceful, leaving his whole life in that recliner under the warm sun at dusk of unknown time and place.
Intention: The vast sea of people, the vast stars, experienced things in the world, compose a life